Drama Between A Mother And A Son

"Senior, when I was young, I was so naive. I believed miracles were always within reach, that there would always be choices available—better choices to save my loved ones without causing harm to others. Sometimes miracles do happen, allowing me to avoid hurting anyone. Yet, there are times when such miracles are absent, and I find myself on a ruthless path, compromising my principles and conforming to the harsh rules of survival, regardless of right or wrong. I am who I am: neither wholly good nor wholly bad. I empathize with their pain, but who empathizes with mine? If I strive not to harm others in order to protect my loved ones, when the roles are reversed, will they show me the same compassion?" The glow around her seemed to deepen, enveloping her in an air of enigma.